...denly pulled back hard on the leash some more and she reared up onto her knees with the force. He let her back down then pulled hard again on the leash but the same thing happened. She just couldn’t stay down she was too light. Lois breathed hard through her nose as she grunted and moaned. Peter looked about and saw the silver handcuffs on the floor nearby. He kept humping his wife harder and harder as he grabbed hold of the cuffs. Now he saw that they were near the wall and a radiator. He let go of the leash and leaned forwards over his wife’s back. But before she had a chance to look round at why he’d slowed his hard thrusts he snapped her right wrist into one of the cuffs slung the chain round the pipe and latched the other cuff to her left wrist. She pulled at the bindings a couple of times but realized she was helpless.Unable to speak and bound in a dog collar and leash she was vulnerable to be used anyway he wanted to. She was just relishing her predicament when she felt him slam hard against her again and the leash pulled tighter. Peter pulled back hard on the leash and started fucking her tight arsehole hard. She groaned in discomfort through the gag as he pulled her arms off the floor with the leash. The handcuff chain pulled tight against the radiator and her small body was pulled tight up at an angle the perfect angle for hard thrusts into her perfect tight rear. As he start...